Yan Yan got into the car and just commandeered Yan Ling's black sunglasses.
"Just how famous do you think you are to be wearing sunglasses like these? If anyone should wear them, it's me. But, what was my former sister-in-law thinking? These sunglasses look so out of place on my face," Yan Yan lacked the basic decency expected of a "robber," complaining even as she snatched them away.
"They weren't yours to begin with, do they need to match your face? Besides, I bought these with my own money. Why do you keep mentioning the 'former sister-in-law'? Are you afraid others won't know I'm divorced?" Yan Ling was wary of his cousin's variety of colorful nicknames.
"Why would I be scared of that? If anything, I'm worried about you being single for so long with no one wanting you. You might end up a lifelong bachelor, and then I'd have to take care of you in your old age. That would be a heavy burden for me," Yan Yan said gravely.
